Cricket“Back to bed,” Jase said, but I shook my head.“I’d rather curl up on the sofa with you and watch a really stupid shoot ’em up movie.”He grinned, leaning down to kiss me gently. “I can do that.”“Die Hard?” I asked hopefully.“Even though it’s not Christmas yet? Wow, you must really feel like shit. Die Hard it is.”I clapped my hands and slid off the stool, grabbing for his arm when a wave of nausea hit me.“Shit,” he hissed, wrapping an arm around my waist.“I’m okay,” I said, taking a couple of deep breaths. “It’s passed.”“I’m gonna get you settled, then give Eldie a call.”“She just left, honey,” I countered. “She’ll call when she has anything.”He frowned but dropped it and got me settled on the sofa, grabbing a fresh pop and another sleeve of saltines.Once he parked his butt beside me, I snuggled close to him and he started the movie. The last thing I remember before I passed out was the passenger telling Bruce to take off his shoes and make fists with his toes. Still
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